In the Age of Revolution (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
History will remember the tide of freedom how we are now living in the Age of Revolution Fast as the ...
Raymond A. Foss Poems on Computers & Technology (17 Poems)
Smooth Stones (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Something of the weight the feeling in my palm smooth stones from the wadi to bring the giant down Five ...
Breathed into Life (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The words coming easy not merely dry bones laying on my desk, in the computer, the ether coming together with ...
The Sound of the Rain (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The sound of the rain starting my day sitting at the computer again Too early for light to see the ...
Holy Guacamole (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Maybe the best way to describe the inauguration the scene of that sea of people, our nation's Mall covered with ...
Her Tears (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
She was sitting there at her computer, listening to one of our songs one that touches us still saying what ...
His Words – 2 (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The words, shared, written down come from God, from the voice speaking within me, the means streaming through my fingers ...
A PJ Day (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Unlike yesterday, Christmas Day a more leisurely start, middle, and end of the day, at least so far Awake more ...
The Wind out my Window (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The oak tree's leaves didn't stand a chance under the glowering gray sky today they were more than just rustling ...
Where (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A search on the computer for poetry with "where" in them, falling into thoughts of the question "where are you ...
A Few Hours of Rest (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
At the start of the day, a few hours of rest, without agenda or timeline, without to do's and phones ...
The Hum of the Fan (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
All is quiet in the house, girls asleep, slowing down the only sound my fingers clicking these words the purr ...
When the House is Quiet (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
When the house is quiet and the girls are asleep sitting at my desk, at the computer studying, researching a ...
Can’t Sleep (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
Staring at the screen the computer watch the flash of images, messages of nothingness flickering bits of news with no ...
The Submariner (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Living inside himself Able to be at peace In cramped quarters Defined a part Only in the Service for a ...
Adam Asked (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Adam asked About Dad and what he did Saturday night. An interest In his family In a grandfather Gone since ...
Pillows of snow (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Pillows of light, white snow Atop the raspberry bramble At the back of the yard The edge of the wild ...